Heartbroken

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Weeks passed by. I eventually dumped Candace. She tried going farther than kissing, but I wanted Marylin, not her. So I decided to talk to Marylin, but she's ignoring me.

Did I do something wrong?

I went to Alex. But when I saw him in the distance, Marylin was there. They were... talking?

Why?

I went closer, listened and watched. After about awhile, my eyes went wide and I stood there. My hands went into a fist, and I walked towards them.

Marylin's P.O.V

I wasn't talking to Anthony for weeks. The pain of seeing him kiss that girl, still haunted me. It tore me apart. Alex noticed what was going on, but didn't know why. So he decided to talk to me.

"You and my bro are acting strange. It's not like you guys to be... separate. So I need to know; what's going on?"

I snapped at him. "What's going on? What's going on?! You freakn lied to me!" I slapped him. He had shock and confusion written all over his face. "You actually let me believe that he loved me just as much as I do, when he doesn't! I saw him lip locking my bully and I was torn apart!!"

I was basically on the brink of breaking down. But I held myself together. Not letting the tears fall.

Alex looked defeated. It was as if his own brother beat him in a game of lies and twisting one's mind.

My mind, to he exact.

"I freaking hate you. You had nothing to say and—"

His lips crashed onto mine. Alex kissed me. I tried pushing him away. Not wanting this. Whatever this is, it needs to stop. But he wouldn't budge.

I soon felt his weight get off me, and I heard him wince in pain.

My eyes opened and Anthony stood in front of me. Alex laid on the floor. Holding his bruised cheek and staring at Anthony with a horror-filled face.

"What. The. Heck. Are. You. Doing. To. My. Girl?!" Anthony spitted out his words. He clenched his teeth and tried not to let the anger get to him.

I completely lost it. He call me something that was a lie. A huge, terrible lie. "My girl?! Isn't Candace your girl?! She may be better than me in a number of ways, but for you to date and kiss the most horrible and meanest girl in school, right in front of me..." A tear escaped. I refused to let any more fall. "Just proves that you're just as bad and horrible as she is!"

"Lin—"

"No! Don't ever call me that! I thought you were different than all the rest, but you're not!"

"I'm sorry."

"Is that all you have to say? Is that all you have to freaking say?! I'm torn apart because you!"

"Marylin, let me explain!" I stayed quiet. "Some of my friends told me to do it! They wanted me to talk to her for them, but it ended up going the wrong direction! I dumped her, because I... I knew it was wrong. I'm sorry."

He was lying. I could tell. "Do you know how special our anniversary is to me? Cause I'm pretty sure you don't. All you did was go kissing in the moonlight and goodness who knows what else!"

"That's because they dared me to do it!"

Wow. "And you actually did it? Well then, congrats cause you just turned into one of them!"

He chuckled. "You're just jealous of me, aren't you, Marylin? I've been in the spotlight and you've in the detention room!"

That hurt. His words cut me deeply. I've only been in detention twice, and yet he has the guts to say that to me?! I did something that I never thought I'd do.

I punched him.

His nose began to bleed, and he held his cheek. Now both of them were in pain.

"That was low, Anthony. But you really did become just like them. Always thinking about yourself, hurting others, taking the most risky chances and then... forgetting who you are. Even the people and things you care about. I thought you cared about me, but you don't."

I said all that was needed to say. It hurt, and I walked away. Anthony was calling me to come back.

But how could I?

He hurt me, and I hurt him. But he got the better end of the stick and I didn't. I was torn because of him.

I love him, yet he doesn't love me back.

It hurts.

I want to run away.

Away from all of my problems.

Away from him.

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Anthony's P.O.V

She was right. I became one of them. I forgot about the fact that Candace was her bully, and dated her.

I felt disgusted, depressed and lonely.

It's been about 2 days since then. I haven't gone to school or ate anything. Marylin's eyes were full of sadness, anger and hurtfulness. They were etched into my mind.

I never wanted to hurt her. Alex tried talking to her at school, but she'd walk away.

It was my fault.

All of this wouldn't have happened if I just chose Marylin over Candace. All of this wouldn't have happened if I didn't exist. Marylin hated me.

I lost her.

"Why don't you tell her the truth?" Alex walked into my room. He leaned against the book self with his arms crossed.

"The truth? She won't even believe me. More or less talk to me."

I love her. But who knows if loves me back.

"Then, tomorrow, we're going to devise a plan to tell her the truth. Whether you want to or not."